Those eyes were utterly calm, as though they had already budgeted for the whole mess in front of them, right down to the last penny.
The man's knees buckled, and he dropped neatly to his knees, so smoothly that one had to wonder whether he had practiced countless times in private.
He raised his head, his eyes brimming with sincerity, as though he wanted to pull out his heart for them to inspect.
"That place is our home, plain and simple. All we want is to go back. We really don't mean any harm."
The woman stood beside him, nodding as though her head were spring-loaded. She clearly endorsed his explanation and looked ready to raise her hand in support.
Their current situation really was a complete disaster. Things couldn't get any worse, and they couldn't find a single way out alive.
They had effectively been backed into a corner. Apart from swallowing their pride and begging for help, they had no other options.
Naruto turned and glanced at Nami, his gaze clearly saying, You decide. He obviously didn't want to speak first.
He thought the way those two begged so effortlessly was, if anything, unsettling.
"We took his stuff, so helping him out would be fair enough. But these people have never been harmless. Even if we're going to help, we can't agree too readily."
Nami nodded and slowly took a step forward, a mischievous smile on her lips as her knife-sharp gaze settled on the man.
Her little schemes were practically written all over her face.
"You two really know how to look out for yourselves, don't you? Earlier, you were planning to kill Laboon."
"Now Laboon has fished you out of the water, and instead of being grateful, you're still planning to go after him."
"Don't you